It's all about fearness

David Rees

There was a moment, late Monday night, as I read about Melania Trump’s convention speech—the passages lifted from Michelle Obama, the Rickroll some wily programmer pasted into her source code—when I wondered if I was dreaming. The catastrophe seemed too elegant to be happening outside my own head. The poetry of her unwitting epic fail felt too sweet for this world. For the first time in my life, I pitied a Trump.

Then I remembered the selfish, leering emptiness at the center of everything they do, and shuddered at my moment of empathy.

Here is a cartoon about that strange moment:

A beautiful cyborg with deathless eyes addresses a crowd of scared white people crammed into a windowless echo chamber lined with misremembered Norman Rockwell paintings and bogus crime statistics sourced from white supremacists ...

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